"It's something so elusiveSomething close but far away It's the home that I can't live in yet somewhere in outer space And sometimes I barely miss it when I walk into the room The curtains are still swaying and I feel the air move" --Sara Groves
I love the image in this song of this mysterious, whispery, spirit-like thing that eludes us. I find it to be so. It seems I'm on the cusp of taking it in, this thing like wind, when a single thought or moment or heavy breath whisks it away like it was an apparition in my periphery.
Today I needed this song.
I needed to be reminded to always to be reaching for it even when I can't always grasp it. I needed to be reminded that we are always on the edge of that place, that state of becoming. And that sometimes we are given a glimpse of it. Sometimes we are given even the weight of it, the feel and taste of kingdom life. And it is glory, an earthly sense-filled glory when we touch it.
"It's a whisper in my ear It's a shiver up my spine It's the gratitude I feel for all that's right It's a mystery appeal that's been granted me tonight This peace."